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When I was a wee wee lil kitten, they told me I could be anything. I asked “anything?” I was then told, “yes, Butters, you can be absolutely anything you want.” I proclaimed I wanted to be an apple! They looked at me as if I were mad but just smiled and nodded. I could see the judgment in their phony smiles, but I showed them! Here before you, I stand as Butters The Apple Head, and I yell “Oh Crab Apples!”